It’s a rainbow kinda day. I saw three different ones as I was running errands. I understand that there’s science behind rainbows, but the improbability of streams of bright colors lining up in order and arching across the sky feels magical.
Two things have to be present to make a rainbow. Rain and sun. Things that don’t usually go together. I was thinking of trial and triumph. Grief and hope. Brokenness and strength. Other things that don’t usually go together but create something improbable and magical when they do.
Just the meandering thoughts that come to me on a rainbow kinda day.